Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 390

Nathan did not even look at Henry in the eyes. His eyes were riveted on Benson and Leah, who were being tied up.

He walked over to release them, but the two men with leather whips blocked his way.

One of them sneered at Nathan, "Hey, Mr. Smith is talking to you!"

Nathan replied in a husky voice, "Move!"

Nevertheless, the two men did not give way to him but glanced at Henry in his chair.

Henry took up his cup and sipped the tea in an elegant manner before he said impassively, "Whip him."

After hearing Henry's command, a vicious smile appeared on the two men's faces.

One of them swiftly lifted the leather whip up high, aiming at Nathan's head.

The sound of the whip gliding through the air was frightening. If the man managed to whip Nathan's head, it would harm Nathan severely, or even cause his death.

Benson and Leah gasped in shock while Penny shouted at him, "Nathan, watch out!"

But Nathan stood right where he was without flinching.

Before the whip reached his face, he raised his hand and restrained the whip in no time.

At that moment, Henry's brows snapped together, and everyone present was astounded.

How did Nathan catch such a deadly whip so effortlessly?

The man at the other end of the whip stared at Nathan with his mouth agape.

He used all his might to pull back the whip, but he could not move it even for an inch.

Nathan casually tugged the leather whip, and the man staggered forward. Next,

After that, Henry finally recollected himself and said in an icy tone, "Nathan, you're not allowed to step out of this door until we settle your punishment."

Instantly, over twenty subordinates beside Henry scattered across the place and surrounded Nathan, Penny and her parents.

Nathan looked daggers at Henry before saying, "You're literally digging your own grave!”

Henry laughed in disdain. "Nathan, do you think you can conquer the world with your amateur skills? It's about time you know that you've overestimated yourself. Al Luciano!"

With a ghastly pale and emotionless face, a man about the height of two meters walked out and stood in front of Nathan, giving off a dangerous and petrifying aura.

He was Al Luciano, the fight master of the Smith family.

Henry was all puffed up. "Al Luciano, show him what brutality really means!"

Al Luciano seemed like a lethal assassin as he stared frigidly at Nathan with his dull and lifeless eyes.